I Naui'd a Poem Vs. Neo-Nazis

I get up close and soon am offended
By the sight of this cult to hatred
Entertained by some sympathetic town.
White supremacy for white teeth and T-Shirts
That’s all they could say when I asked,
Of what White culture were they Proud?

Of Shakespeare. Old Irish (Gaelic bitch!)
At the front of the Line where I Naui’d
Me one. "When will yours be Ready?“
"Okay, I'm dumb." "Read the Manual."

SO this here’s my Naui Tape in a rhyme
Without Rima a Sun under the Glass
Of my Computer screen. “Get rid of Her.
She’s causing Trouble.” “That’s a Hero?"


This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.